All these will be stories one day, but right now we are alive, and in this moment, I swear we are infinite

"So,
this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm
still trying to figure out how that could be."

"You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you
understand."

"And in that moment, I swear we were infinite."

"I am very interested and fascinated how everyone loves
each other, but no one really likes each other."

"I think it was the first time in my life I ever felt like
I looked good. Do you know what I mean? That
nice feeling when you look in the mirror, and your hair’s right for the first
time in your life?"

"So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And
maybe we'll never know most of them. But even if we don't have the power to
choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can
still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them."

A thought slowly slip into my mind. It frightened me, at first but it was true. Who am I trying to lie?I've always been a wallflower, thought I never knew out there was a definition for such a thing.
Having so much time just for myself it's just not good for my soul and mind. I just got my mind full of things that should never be there. I'm lazy, and I don't feel like doing anything. Tell me one sad thing and I'll immediately burst in tears.
They say Christmas spirit makes us all better persons. I love Christmas! I really do, but I just donţt know why I feel so empty. I am more than loved. "...I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be." - The Perks Of Being A Wall Flower

woaah your christmas market looks amazing! i just love those things at christmas hihi - eventhough it's cold i like to spend time outside at the market or so:)hope you had a good christmas! & happy happy new year!lots of love xx

"She was the type to like things that are concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it was… And I think that’s why she struggled with love. She couldn’t touch it. She couldn’t hold onto it and make sure it never changed "Carrie Ryan

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NOSTALGIC MINDS.

“I stay up just late enough until I am just exhausted enough that I can fall into my bed and sink into immediate slumber. Because I can’t stand lying in a bed in a dark room alone with just my thoughts for so many hours and hours.”